A Little More Each Day

Staring out window,
It's a beautiful day.
Depression overcomes me.
Tears race down my face.
Just one more cut and ill be fine.
Whats one more scar,
If it takes the pain away.
I am wreslting the words you said.
I know it's not okay.
You said it would take time,
But how do i cope til then?
It's all I've ever known.
It's all thats ever worked.
Whats wrong with alittle self-mutilation?
You say i hate myself.
well, I do.
You say I have to stop.
well, i won't.
Just keep pressing the matter
And I'll press this in further.
Who are you to judge me?
Who are you to lecture me?
You don't fucking understand.
So stop pretending you do.
Just stop trying to relate.
All you do is drive me insane.